WTF Did I Do

Misunderstandings and Unpleasantness

"You have a mate?" Jeongguk asks, eyes wide in surprise. Wait, what? Taehyung has a mate? But they fucked. Oh shit, did they? "T-tell me you aren't cheating," Jeongguk demands, pulling away from Taehyung's embrace. His body already feels a hundred times better, muscles less sore and more manageable but anger and hurt build, feeling like a splash of cold water's been thrown over him.

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asks, confused and disappointed when his boy leaves his arms. Taehyung steps forward, wanting to hold his mate close once again but Jeongguk takes another step back towards the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He can feel the anger and hurt through their soul bond but it almost distracted at the way the muscles in Jeongguk's arms bulge at the motion.

"Y-you're mated?" Jeongguk asks slowly, seeing the confusion filling the pretty blues and forehead furrowing. It makes Jeongguk's fingers itch to soothe it out but he tucks his hands under his armpits to resist. At Jeongguk's question Taehyung nods his head, still confused and it makes him snap. "You dirty cheater," he hisses. "Where you ever going to tell me? Or do all lust demons think cheating is acceptable?"

"Kook, what-"

"Don't call me that," Jeongguk snaps. "You're mated and here you are fucking me. What about your poor mate? Do they even know what you're doing behind their back?" Jeongguk stops, hands dropping to his sides as he fights to rein in his disbelief. The entire room is silent, even his magic is silent and still, having quietly retreated at the sudden surge of hurt and anger flowing through him. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself?" Hurt tears at his chest in hot slashes as he thinks about the week they've spent together, all the sex and trust Jeongguk's put into the hellion's hands subconsciously. He doesn't want to think about it. That Taehyung, the creature that's shown and taught Jeongguk so much about pleasure and his own body could do something like that. Could belong to another. He's not yours, Jeongguk. You have a deal, remember?

Taehyung's face remains blank, completely expressionless, body so still you'd think he was a statue. Then his wings snap behind him, startling Jeongguk as they flex, curling in around Taehyung's body as the incubus curls in on himself. Jeongguk stares in confusion, concern taking over when he sees the trembling in his shoulder start to grow, building until his whole body is shaking. "T-Tae?" Jeongguk reaches out cautiously, gulping nervously. He steps forwards, fingers almost brushing the silky hair when a loud sound splits the air. Startled, Jeongguk pulls back with a yelp, almost pressing himself against the wall as his heart thunders in his chest at the scare. Only to realize Taehyung is laughing.

Tears gather in his eyes and the arms are wrapped around his stomach, entire body shaking with the gleeful sound and Jeongguk wants to imprint the sound to his ears, record it for a lonely day but he's quick to push distraction away, disbelief and anger replacing the butterflies in his stomach. "This is not something to laugh about, Tae!" Jeongguk yells, hands balled up, wanting to punch the crazy bastard for finding such a heavy matter amusing. "Cheating is not something to be taken lightly! Think of how your mate is probably feeling, waiting for your return when you're out here fucking me instead?!"

"H-he wouldn't care," Taehyung says between choked breaths, wiping the tears away from his eyes and regaining control.

"What?" He? Jeongguk's face is scrunched up in confusion, head cocked to the side and Taehyung resists the urge to coo at his confused puppy dog face or slam him against the wall and wreck him, watching those large doe eyes cloud with haze, slightly covered by dark bangs.